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THE COLLEGIATE
MARY KAY McKOWN
PMitor
Jim Farthing and Briggs I’etway Asst. Editor
Mike Hifkinan Business Manager
Staff Writers: Jackie Parker, Nina Jones, Mary Dennis, Bob
Jotinson, Phil Jones, Koger Bynum, Allen Stallings, Leigh
Taylor, Alton Watson, Allan Kicheson, Heather Jordan and
Barry Morgan
Typists: Mary Jane McDowell, Debbie Sleeves, Kathy
Turner and Janet P(K)le
Photographers Bill Anderson and Ron Snipes
Published weekly by students attending Atlantic Christian
College, Wilson, .\. C. 27893, The views expressed herein are
not necessarily those of the faculty or administration of ACC.
The Silent Majority:
A Sanitary Landfill
One of the first rules any good
newspaper man learns is not to
write in first person. Yet, being a
professed individualist, I’m
going to breal< this rule for the
nth time.
This is the third year of my
journalistic endeavors and I
trust, not the last. In the past one
plus two years I’ve seen myself
change from the average
middle-class, white member of
the silent majority that elected
Richard Nixon to a critical,
doubting, unabashed press man
that still likes to “have Dick
Nixon to kick around”.
Anyone can call me stupid, but
no one can accuse me of being
fool enough to remain in the
stagnant, putrid waste heap
known as the “Silent Majority’’.
If something is wrong or even
suspicious I’m going to speak
out. I do not plan to fight for my
country, yet I shall do my part
by pointing out its mistakes in
hopes of correcting them.
I have never planned to
change the world, but I would
like to make a little dent in the
fender. Too many real people
are getting run down by the
political and socio-economic
machinery driven by some
bureaucratic, red tape,
duplicate copy, wire tapping,
money hungry, war monger.
This past weekend I was ex
pressing my happiness over my
high draft number (294) when I
was cut down for being un-
American. This older member of
the above mentioned portion of
society declared that what this
country needs is many more
“heroic Americans”. I feel that
these “heroic Americans” are
the ones who send mothers’ sons
off to strange lands to be prime
meat for snipers. If thats heroic,
then I'll sit here taking my
cowardly course of action.
My opinion of a hero does not
always include warriors. In fact,
the only thing that impresses me
about General Patton is his
insane ability to throw away the
lives of his men like so many
pebbles. My heroes are mainly
political and Biblical. People
like Thomas Jefferson, Patrick
Henry, Daniel Ellsberg, Jack
Anderson, Art Buchwald,
Charles Schulz, Tony Waltrip,
Billy Graham, Oral Roberts,
Jesus Christ, and Paul. The list
could go on and on. However,
there is a unifying factor — they
all believe in what they do or did.
Some of these men were ready to
die for their cause, and to be
honest, there are a few causes
I’d be ready to die for.
Is this the kind of com
mittment to be found in the silent
majority? I seriously doubt it.
And I also dare anyone to call
me un-American without having
a cause of their own.
Briggs Petway
More Good News
The North Carolina State
Legislative Assembly has voted
to double its salary next year.
The milk producers in the
State complained about the cut in
business due to the reconstituted
milk suppliers. Now the
powdered milk people must turn
over a percentage of its profits to
the whole milk producers.
The average oil corporation
experienced an “encouraging”
75 per cent increase in profits in
fiscal 1973. Congress said the gas
and fuel prices should remain
high to encourage production.
Asphalt suppliers were
reported to have treated various
State Highway Department
officials and their families to
luxurious weekends at Atlantic
Beach.
The railroads are asking for 8
10 per cent increase in freight
rates.
The East Carolina Four Year
Medical School bill is (and has
been) facing severe political
tests. Many eastern North
Carolinans are in regions with
few trained physicians.
Holshouser wonders if the
strength of the University of
North Carolina Board of
Governors has been weakened
by pushing this bill through the
State Legislature. The State
pays Bowman Grey in excess of
ten thousand dollars for every
North Carolina resident they
accept. Many politicians wonder
if the new med school is finan
cially feasiable.
After the wheat deal with
Russia (obviously a good thing
was bungled somewhere in the
political and business world
bureaucracies), the bakers say
the price of bread could reach a
dollar a loaf. With Nixon’s Phase
XXXVII of the economic
stabilization program, it might
be cheaper to eat money.
Oh well, at least the air we
breathe is free — except for
pollution.
Briggs Pettway
Women Gain More Freedom
In College Dormitory Life
By MARY DAY MORDECAI
Staff W riter
Dormitory life for women on
North Carolina university
campuses just ain’t what it used
to be. And if the trnds continue,
it isn’t what it’s going to be
either.
“The women students are
catching up with the men,”
speculates Sandra Ward,
assistant director of housing for
residence life at the University
of North Carolina at Chapel Hill.
In her seven year association
with the university Miss Ward
has seen women student
gradually assume moreand
more of the freedoms that had
traditionally been reserved for
male students.
Five years ago at UNC in
Chape] Hill, women students
were required to register their
whereabouts on cards in their
dormitory offices if they planned
to be out later than 7 p.m. All
women students who were not
signed out for ovenight visits in
approved housing were required
to be in the dormitories before
the closing hours of 1 p.m.
during the week and 2 p.m. on
weekends.
Today the story on the cam
puses of UNC at Chapel Hill,
UNC at Greensboro and North
Carolina State University is a
radically different one. Every
famele student 18 years or older
on those campuses is
automatically granted self-
limiting hours. The sign-out
cards have completely disap
peared on most campuses.
Where they remain students are
not required, but encouraged, to
use them for ovenight visits.
What Miss Ward finds most
interesting, though, is that
relaxing of administrative rules
has been accompanied by a
similar change in student
governing bodies of the dor
mitories. An elaborate system of
hall presidents and dormitory
officers formerly kept a close
watch over behavior in the
dormitory.
Whereas men students settled
their differences between each
other or appealed to a residence
advisor, female students were
subject to calldowns given by
mintors, she noted. Complaints
were often registered in the form
of calldowns or demerites. An
accumulation of of calldowns,
usually three to five, resulted in
one of several restrictions.
Today the calldown system
has all but vanished. “I’ll bet if
you were to ask most underclass
women they wouldn’t even know
what a calldown is," said Miss
Ward.
Miss Ward contributes many
of the attitude change to
theadvent of coeducational
dormitories on the university
campus. Until last year at UNC-
Chapel Hill a campuseraent
(confinement to dormitory after
7 p.m.) was the automatic
punishment tor an unexcused
absence at required dormitory
meetingk for women. Men's
dorm meetings, however, had
always been strictly voluntary,
she said.
When dorm leaders called a
required house meeting for
women students living in James
(a coed dorm) three years ago
“all hell broke loose,” Miss
Ward recalled.
The New Sense by Bob Johnson
Yes, friends, return with us to
those thrilling days of
yesteryear, with a cloud of dust,
and a hardy Hi-Ho Albert
Greenfarb, it’s time again for
the Lone Idiot. Don’t forget New
Sense groupies, this week’s
column is brought to ou by Pink
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Pink Pepto Barf All when your
turn-turn goes boom boom. And
now back to our plot (or is that
rot?) ...
Return with us this morning to
Sunshine Valley where the grass
is green, the birds chirp merrily,
and life is wonderful and gay and
where there are no Republicans
to make life miserable. As we
peek in the Henpicks of Red Oak
Lane we hear the venerated and
humble Mr. Roger Henpcik
exclaim, to his always tasteful
and well-groomed espoused
wife, Mrs. Mary Henpcik, “I do
say my dear, I thought I was
smashing last eventide in our
victory in the gentleman’s game
of polo over those develish
rogues from Nasty City. I was a
sport-scoring that last goal.”
Tune in later this morning as
we hear the always well-
groomed and tasteful Mrs. Mary
Henpcik drop a china plate and
gasp, “Oh me, I do hope I have
not offended Chzifman Mac!”
And don’t miss Mr. Roger
Henpcik as he skillfully and
tastefully whips our his hanky
with the initials embroidered on
the corner and deftly blows his
nose.
Now it’s time to “Ask Uncle
Bob”, a quasi-insane and always
drug induced presentation of the
Collegiate with tips for a moral,
just, and well-ordered society
Emett V. Merriman of Waters
Hall writes, Dear Uncle Bob,
last Friday night I took out
Frieda Frump of Hill Hall and as
we were coming back from the
exciting 89th re-release of Billy
Jack at the Starlite, my 56
Heavy Chevy ran out of gas on a
lonely dark secluded country
road. Uncle Bob, I mean to tell
you it was nip and tuck for a
while. What should I have done?
Dear Emett, Uncle Bob advises
one of two things; you could both
taken off your clothes and run
naked down the highway or you
could have sat down together
calmly and read the Bible until
someone happened along with a
gas can full of petrol.
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Before the New Sense closes
down, the torrid trepid
typewriter for another week,
just let Bungalo Bob remind you
that the attorney general you see
today may be indicted
tomorrow. Good nigh; Mr.
Mitchel, good night Mr,
Kliendie, and good night Poor
Richard whoever you’re
swindling, Super Sam will get
you yet!
From Editor To Reader
One does not realize the
responsibilities of a position
until one holds that position. I
have already found many
roadblocks and headaches in my
two weeks as editor of the
newspaper. But I have also
developed some ideas that I hope
will better organize the running
of the paper and make it a larger
part of college life.
Most of these ideas will have to
be worked out with careful
planning and therefore 1 will not
be able to initiate them until next
year. I hope that you will keep
the patience that I am quickly
losing. My main concern is the
members of the staff and their
relation to student life. I am
going to ask each organization
on campus, whether it be a club,
greek organization, or an
academic department, to have
one person who will be
responsible for submitting their
news to the Collegiate; This will
also help introduce me to many
of the happenings on campus
with which I am not closely
related.
I am trying to take
progressive steps toward bet
tering the paper and I am
looking forward to working with
you.
Mary Kay McKown
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